New Ulm weekly review., 1887-09-28
ed to say, Mary, they are all yours
- the roses and the thorn beneath

ed to say, ''Mary, they are all yours
the roses and the thorn beneath
them.n
She gazed at me incredulous min
ute. but my face reassured her, and
she asked:
"Harry, may have it for my own
to do just what I please WITH"
"Yes!" | answered, ''if you won't
smoke it. | can't have any more
smoking in this house,
The mistress excused herself from
the table a moment, took the "old
enemy" " and sped away to the kitchen
stove, wiped her eyes, washed her
hands of the whole business, and then
came back as sweet as one of the roses
she put in her belt.
"Thank you, Harry" she said, and
the wealth Of love that looked from
her eyes more than paid me tor the
struggle my determination had cost.
''lt's all Uncle Jacobs doing. He's
quit, and so am going to-"
Then Uncle Jacob, at the earnest re.
quest, told the whole story OF his bat
tie and his victory. The boys, Har-
ry, Jr., aged seven, and Walter, thir-
teen, listened with eager interest.
When breakfast was over they went
out, but soon returned, Harry bring
ing cigarette and Walter a bunch of
cigars.
''There," said Harry, ri tried to
smoke cause papa did, but I'll quit if
he does"
$50 will l." said Walter, blushing.
"Ihe fellows teased me to try it, and
Will Courtney gave me these. l be-
gun to like 'en,, but felt mean when
| looked at mother. I knew she'd feel
bad to have me smoke, she hated it
SO. l'm glad It's out, mamma. Pm
quits. too"
Il declare, said Uncle Jacob, this
is what call an anti tobacco club"
"Oh, papa, cried Walter, "lots OF
the boys are smoking just like us. I
mean to get up club; can I? May I
ask some Of them here and have Un-
Gle Jacob tell his srory. and we ours;
may I?''
"Ask your mother, boy" I an
swered.
"lndeed you may, Walter" replied
Mary. "Ill help you all can. Well
have q real Thanksgiving supper"
"Oh, mamma! how good you are.
I'm so sorry cheated you," said
Walter.
"And I, too!" said Harry, Jr.
And |, threen said Harry, Sr.
"But have confession to make"
said Mary, Softly.
"You, Mary" I whispered.
"You, mammal cried both the
boys.
"You, Mollie!" cried Uncle Jacob,
with queer smile. "Have you been
smoking, too?"
"Not exactly" said mamma. cat
least in another way. Do you re-
member, Harry, when we were first
married we had talk on smoking.
and limited at the expense? You
said should have as much money to
spend, just as pleased, as you smok-
ed up. Come this way and see my
smoking money"
And we followed her to the library,
which had been under lock and key
for several days, for some mysterious
reason.
sSee these!" she said. ssSee these
cases Of new books See this set OF
Encyclo pedias. These are for YOU,
Harry. This Dickens set is for you,
Walter, and these Artists Histories
and these Rollo Books are for you,
little Hal; and this case OF poems is
for myself and my family, and it all
came out Of smoke!'
Harry and Walter had their party,
and started Tobacco Reform Club.
Walter may tell of that some time il
he wishes, but more came OF it than
even this. The new books must b.
read. AS did not go to the office to
smoke, stayed at home more. We
almost had our honeymoon over
again. Then Mary coaxed me to
prayer meeting with her and I found
the help needed.